Golden Gate Lemming Drops

Mapo

Mapo

Mapo

South

Korea

Mapo

Bridge

Mapo

Has

Solutions

Railing photo memorial

San

Francisco

Bureaucracy

Blocks

An American

Sacred

Memorial

For survivors

For loss

For prevention

To decrease

Deceadant

Body

Scoop

What

About

Coast Guard

ptsd

??

I think

That what I think

Matters

Very

Little

So I web log

Weblog

Blog it

Today

For the 8th time

Not including city e-mails

To nice ol’ SF

That living photos

Permaposted

Would be

The greatest American not-blog

Logging life

Before

The deceadants appeared

Broke

Fell

Back

Up

Back

In

A Christmas home

A real heart wrencher

To a lost sheep

TO MAKE THAT MORBIDITY PEEL RIGHT OFF

Or do we enjoy

Autonomous autoviolent video

On YooHoo tuber?

I do not

Suicide is too “too”

For that Bay Area

I am guessing

A weird freedom

It would be cooler

To die

Of cancer

Cooler to challenge

One’s own spirit

To stick-with-ship

As it is

Everyone

Is getting

What they need and want

Insanity sugar coated?

Looney Tunes “Now I’ve seen everything”… Aaaaaaaaaaa… * BURST *

Bloat

Float

Ship cruise up

Scoop

Why not leave the fallen leaf

Like Autumn

Why scoop up biological mass?

120lb female

310lb male

167lb young male

110lb young female

Brady Bunch it

Why not have Mike Carol Alice Cindy Bobby Greg Marsha Peter Jan and Tiger all go over together?

Like the great accident in 1824 AD during the Great Depression

Casualties did not exceed what was expected

Yet now

They have

The bridge glory

Illusion of grandeur

History

Is natinally known

And seen

Help has arrived

From the East

I am Thich Quack Duck

The non aqueous non immolater Mayahana crimson lotus maybe-maker

I say YouTube: Mapo

Or we will never see a decrease

Or just “hope” elsewise

Never too late

No fear

No shame

Writing this kills me

Its so boring

And I am not sure jumping is ultimately bad

But for Coast Guard ptsd I write

Rice, Dish: Abramovic

1478065244264486734995 Abramovic therapy is to count them

I count an “all”

I keep an “all”

God bless bloody young babes and meaty ladies I go “gaga” for

I am spoken for- yet my sibling chivalry proceedeth in the romance of lotus, wine and thorns

And visceral CARING ladies of China wall-walk… where do they come from?

Enamoured ME

I Twittered

“EarthAndy”

Got.. Shut down

IDK why…

I’d crawl the wall just to see her 1/16 of a nano meter away, pass thru her vision of fleish as a Casper and… I don’t know…

Ask her to tango

She looks young

I’d like to discuss a few brands

Of mine

I’m not sorry

I am just

Performing wild and vividly and not often

The words I use are hell branded air anyway

I adore sangre essence

It IS IN MY visceral all

It is living messenger, liquid, warm, tacky, sticky… IN MY residence

Rice

Where did she pick that idea up?

It is white blood

Dry white blood food

You can eat a dry grain

It takes a while to simmer in your mouth

Essen

Toy

Person

Happy little maggot mummies

No wiggles

I am prone to auto-hallucination, knowing it is not fly babies

This HELPS, Marina

I have very bad ptsd

I have hereditary angioedema and at age 14- I bled internally.. my blood plasma in AGGREGATE entered my abdominal cavity circumcising my hara

Auto hara kiri non suicide hypovolemic shock

Phoenix in me flashing

Heart in spiral

Fear greater than pain

Sheer horror, luminous sibling…

You are part of my salvation experience

I love you

 

The Turn of the Screw (Classic): A Play Adaptation. Finally!! In Pdx, OR

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Address
1126 se 15th
Tickets $18
Thursdays thru Sundays 7:30pm
Now and until Oct 22

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From my elementary school.
Amanda Boekelheide (pretty, huh?)… in:

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    See how frighteningly beautiful it can be and leave with no guilt.

    HEY! I’m talking to Terra L.S.! This post is for HER! Oh geez. I forget this reaches 900,000 people. Yeah. All of you ignore this!!! Except Terra.

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The result of ONE screw
gone a’missing. Shit.

    OH! Hey now you self effacating melon farmers!
If your name is Bill, Jane or Osworth… this is for you too I guess. I am not going to the play.

An actress named
“Sara H _ _ _ _” once tried to split me in half from my wife with the promise of a cocktail and a stay at her apartment. I drank alone and STILL my wife thought this Don Juan was near ‘wanding’… wandering… with just a phone call. I don’t trust actors. Dangerous… toothy… sparkley… and gay. Olde gay. Not pink gay.

     Now it feels like everyone is flirting. Screw it. Now I ask directly if someone is attracted to me. If they get mad or turn the screw on me like I have an AGENDA on them, I hang it up. I don’t mess around with people who feel they can disrespect my wife by speaking to me like my wife. One woman is allowed to push me uncomfortably towards her. My wife.

In a troupe of actors when my marriage is seeing trouble that is the last place I need to go. I used to act… to get women into bed. Long long ago. That part of me is dormant and will NOT die until I do.
Ha.

I process the data. I am funk-aut. Functional autistic. Life is hell. I make erotic art and feel only spirit 99.94% of the time. Ta-tas n hoo hoos… long hair and booze…

     But………………………………………………if you live in Portland, OR put down $18 or eighteen crowns and see these clowns do pro art f-16 low and slow acting excellence. If you do I will mail you a puppy.

Love,
Syn-Sin

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V V

ACT II
I just smoked some crack, ate a ding dong, shot heroin, smoked weed, a ciggy, had a bm and told someone else’s kid he is a fart machine.

Act III

Willy Wonka… you ARE the father!!

ACT IV
(Mrs. Butterworth DID Willy.
I call them my Mom and Dad.
Sweet parents.)

ACT V
Mom-
Just kidding. I know that on July 4th 1973, you and Dad had some wine, went to bed, did NOT sleep and ____ _____ _____ _____ ____ ____ and ____ ___ then _____. So the stork brought more wine. Lazy ass stork- because Dad COULD not ____ ___ or ______ ____.

I know too much. My pre-fetal ghost SAW it all. I forgive you Daddy and Mommy. You looked like you were in pain. I yelled to try to stop the ___ ___ ___ ____ _. No. Its a LIE…..

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Fine… uh- no.
Uh…

FIN

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Address
1126 se 15th
Tickets $18
Thursdays thru Sundays 7:30pm
Now and until Oct 22

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From my elementary school.
Amanda Boekelheide… in:

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    See how frighteningly beautiful it can be and leave with no guilt.

    HEY! I’m talking to Terra Lang! This post is for HER! Oh geez. I forget this reaches 900,000 people. Yeah. All of you ignore this!!! Except Terra.

     If your name is Bill, this is for you too I guess. I am not going. An actress once tried to split me in half from my wife with the promise of a beer. I drank alone and STILL my wife thought this Don Juan was near ‘wanding’… wandering… with just a phone call.

     Now it feels like everyone is flirting. Screw it. Now I ask directly (not A-Boek) if someone is attracted to me.
I process the data. I am funk-aut. Functional autistic. Life is hell. I make erotic art and feel only spirit 99.94% of the time. Ta-tas n hoo hoos… long hair and booze…

     But if you live in Portland, OR put down $18 or eighteen crowns and see these clowns do pro art f-16 low and slow acting excellence. If you do I will mail you a puppy.

Love,
Syn-Sin

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Bored

   I watched a porn where this married couple was doing fine. Whatever. Wife on kitchen table on the phone

Amatuer wife on the phone while hubby ****s her

Pornhub.com

Why post?

Because there is a miniture LASSIE under the table. Pops her head up. Like me, doesn’t give a ****.

Do I look at porn

On occassion. Not really.
Whatever.

Do you feel bad?

No. They are real people. Just curious. Not “buy” or “download” curious. Just… curious.

Curious to see what it makes me feel. Does it turn me on. I get infusions via RN 72 hours. If I cannot have this type of time I guess I think it keeps me just a little sane to watch a short story about inherent love needs. I’d rather die than do one wrong. A bit strict a spiritual man is. I am just a man too.

     There is something about m/f mono sex that tells the big story. Snake in the garden. Bride of Christ. Unite Christ with a prostitute? Never. May it never be.

    But lets not all play stupid all the time… sometimes men like to see naked ladies. Compare themself to the nude dude. Or be fascinated by media + desparation physicality. Not a real great job.

      But “amateur” categories
show real couples. It is not unlike watching a baby being born on camera or watching a cancer patient die. I did. It was not awful. It was sad and serene.

     I hope I make “the dead” proud in heaven. I wish I could join them today.

    I am joined. God sees them and me simultaneously. I am already IN heaven. I just have not co-heired footstooled the Earth yet. I am very sad. My wife is flustered that I could die naturally. It is in nature where I have HAE. An HAE death is asphyxia. I have come close to dying, seen lights.

      I don’t believe in God as punisher. Sonship is free for all. You can skip porn but do not skip Jesus. Am I a hypocrite? No. I am free. I can do all these things! Not all are good. But in my life, all is okay. Made okay. I am worked on. Open. To him. A little to all others I am open, too.

    One must define “porn” or not. One may feel erotised in a bad way for them. Then do not look at porn. 30 sec is fresh air to me. I am often in too much pain to direct a movie with no cam at home.

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      The world is full of
            wreckage.

I think ima gonna watch you tube now. Maybe tsunami stories of survival. I am lonesome for big hearts.

     Hoodly hoo!